old grace

The monks have keen perception, besides the five senses, there is also a sixth sense.

Xie Qinghe lowered his head when he noticed that the bracelet was glowing.At this time, he realized that everything around him had changed.

It was a very mysterious transformation, which I had never experienced before.Some are similar to getting out of the body, the only truth in the world—that is, oneself, breaking free from the mundane skin and entering the boundless and broad world.The only difference is that the feeling at this time is not cold and terrifying, but a kind of absurdity that is slightly dull and clumsy.

Heart alert.

Xie Qinghe quickly drew out the long sword standing on the corner of the table, and pointed the sword point at his side to "help".

The helper seems to be possessed by an evil spirit, and his posture is very different from before. The flattery on his face is gone, the rickets around his waist are gone, his posture is calm and unrestrained, with a hint of domineering air.

It's just that he never expected that Xie Qinghe would be so ruthless that he drew his sword and stabbed indiscriminately.

This person didn't release his ready mouthpiece, and was forced to jump over the wall by Xie Qinghe, and flew out in a panic.

The possessed gangster fell limply to the ground.

Xie Qinghe swept across his eyes.

The restaurant, which was lively and full of market atmosphere just now, has completely changed.

Everything becomes blunt and ridiculous.

This glance made him fall into an unbelievable absurdity, and the drinkers at every table seemed so absurd and unrealistic.

In order to inquire about the news, Xie Qinghe carefully observed the guests at every table in the restaurant.These people just looked at the truth and no flaws, but now they look at it and feel that it is full of hypocrisy.

It was as if he had stepped into a clumsy drama, in which everyone in the drama was exaggerating their absurd lives.

Only normal, only one person.

In the center of the restaurant sat a group of unhygienic and unhygienic burly men, all armed with weapons and fierce faces.

This group of menacing men who used to sit around and drink, now also turned into a strange appearance, sometimes exaggerated, sometimes clumsy.Only the yellow-faced man sitting on the southwest side of the Eight Immortals Table and facing Xie Qinghe has a handsome demeanor and is the only real person in this absurd world.

From Xie Qinghe's turning around to drawing out his sword, it was only a glance.

His sword pointed again at the "yellow-faced man" pretending to be drinking, and stabbed down quickly.

"You recognize me?!"

The man escaped from the body of the "yellow-faced man" again, and attached himself to the table of drinkers farthest from Xie Qinghe in the restaurant.

Xie Qinghe said in his heart, you are the only real existence in this absurd world, you are out of place at a glance, is it strange to recognize you?Desire to catch this person, he shook the beads on his wrist, "Guess?"

"Shangguan is good, but the magic beads."

Because he was far away from Xie Qinghe, the man no longer worried about Xie Qinghe's fast sword, and resumed his calm posture. When he spoke, his voice was playful, and when he mentioned the word "Shangguanhao", he seemed to be searching for something.

Xie Qinghe was not angry either.

Shangguanhao is the common name of his mentor, it was appropriate to change his name when he debuted, and the old name will not be used for many years.However, the old name is no secret.

People in the Jianghu admire Shangguan Shiyi, and respectfully address him as the master and the real person, and the juniors call him senior and uncle, which is to save face.If someone really yelled that Shangguan is good and Shangguan Shiyi, the disciples of the Hanjiang Sword Sect would not go all out and say that you are not allowed to call your mentor by his name—Shangguan Shiyi was the first to be so domineering.

The man felt that Xie Qinghe was stunned, as if he had grasped the situation, his posture became more relaxed and casual.

"But the magic bead can only warn, but cannot break the demonic barrier. Why can you recognize me in the demonic realm?" the man asked.

Xie Qinghe said seriously: "That may be because of my extraordinary talent and unique aptitude."

Without waiting for the person to ask again, Xie Qinghe was puzzled: "What are you? Why did you come to me?"

The man was obviously choked by his "something". He sat back at the wine table again, poured himself a glass, put on a pose, and then flicked his sleeves lightly, saying, "It doesn't matter who I am. So For many years, your Hanjiang Sword Sect has prevented the evil energy from invading the world for generations, and our demon world has also wanted to reconcile with the Hanjiang Sword Sect for generations. If you come to seal the Devil Valley, I will naturally come to see you."

"Oh, monster." Xie Qinghe understood.

"I am the old resentment demon! Don't compare me with low-level monsters!" The man pretended to be unpredictable for a long time, but he failed in an instant.

"There are still traces of low-level monsters. A thing like you can only possess mortals, but is it worthy of honor?" Xie Qinghe emphasized the word "noble", and the other party really had some restlessness and anger visible to the naked eye.

Surprisingly, the man was obviously stimulated, but he didn't show his flaws in a rage. He still stood by the wine table and retorted blankly: "This is the strongest skin surgery in the world! What do you know, kid?"

"I didn't understand much at first. After a few words with you bastard, I figured it out a lot." Xie Qinghe said.

He was talking, and at some point, somehow, he approached the table where the man was drinking.

The man was also taken aback, and flew away from the skin again.

Who would have thought that when he possessed the skin of a middle-aged man at another table who was crying with his old friends about his unworthy children and grandchildren, he just stopped in the skin, and there was a tingling pain between his brows. Watching him enter the body, pinching the sword formula with his fingers, a thunder light exploded from his purple mansion.

"Ah—" The Old Resentful Mozun screamed, but Xie Qinghe pinched his acupoints, unable to escape from his body.

"Is it effective?" Xie Qinghe has no experience in Fengmogu, and he is completely groping and dealing with it. Now he uses the Spring Thunder Jue to blow up the old resentful Mozun, and he uses the Sword Jue one after another. Next, the old resentful demon lord was squeaked and his eyes rolled out.

After finally waiting for Xie Qinghe to come to an end, the old resentment Mozun quickly took his hand: "Forgive me, spare me!"

"You are in the skin of a mortal, I cannot kill you." Xie Qinghe honestly admitted that he was helpless.

"...Then you've been yelling at me?" The old resentful Mozun had a slightly immature expression, and it looked terrifying on the skin of the middle-aged man he possessed.Touching Xie Qinghe's bottom line of not killing mortals, he also breathed a sigh of relief, "You are clearly over there... Didn't you come quickly, did you know that I would end up in this skin?"

Xie Qinghe nodded.

"How do you know? Shangguan Hao has never mentioned the story of our demon world!" said the old resentment Demon Venerable.

Xie Qinghe couldn't help laughing: "Now you are in my hands, not me. Why should I tell you?"

"I have no ill intentions towards you. From the time we met until now, I have never said anything bad to you, and I have never done anything to you. Instead, you stabbed me several times in a row, and even yelled at me with your fingers!" The old resentful Mozun seemed Heartbroken, "I am still an old acquaintance with your master Shangguan!"

"Caught by me, want to run away?" Xie Qinghe brought a bowl of wine, bit the tip of his tongue lightly, and let out a gust of fresh air.

With the wine mixed with fresh air, he drew a calming talisman out of thin air with his fingers, and slapped it on the various acupoints of the man's skin.

The old resentment Mozun was completely sealed in the skin of a mortal, and his whole body was paralyzed: "Don't you understand?"

"I have never seen the magic energy of Fengmogu before. However, no matter how against the heavens, the magic energy of Fengmogu must follow the greatest principle in the world. The sky is sunny and the earth is cloudy, the sky is clear and the earth is turbid, spring grows and summer flourishes, autumn harvests and winter hides Since immortals and demons come from the same source, immortals are the foundation, and demons are shadows, and demons are not very rare." Xie Qinghe said casually.

Xie Qinghe had already left the skin of the old resentful Mozun in place, turned around and picked up Shiyan Mohua, and asked abruptly: "You kept saying that my master never said this or that... all these years, you have been peeping My master?"

"You also know that immortals and demons have the same origin. Those of you cultivating the Tao are afraid of being corrupted by demonic thoughts, so you don't mention it at all," the old resentment Mozun said here, and gestured for the beads on Xie Qinghe's wrist with his chin, "Shangguan can give you the magic beads You, didn't tell you what's the use, did you?"

Xie Qinghe's surprise when he lowered his head and found the bracelet glowing was definitely not fake.

"He is afraid that you will fall into the devil. What is in people's hearts is what they see. He told you earlier that this string can warn of the devil. At this time, it is you who have the devil in your heart, not sitting with you and chatting about cutting down a tree full of doors." You are a dead idler." The old resentment Mozun said, "Our demon cultivators are not as hypocritical as your righteous ones. You see, I have a majestic demonic aura, and my righteousness does not invade. I am not afraid of being deceived and seduced by you."

"Ah - ah - ouch -" the old resentful Demon Lord screamed.

Xie Qinghe used the Chunlei Jue to throw him a few times in the air, until his screams gradually stopped, and then warned: "Don't mess around." This tone didn't seem to be dealing with the demon cultivator, but more like teaching the disobedient little boy in the door disciple.

The old resentful Mozun was cured by him until he lost all face, his face was full of snot and tears: "Are you yelling at me again?!"

"My generation pays attention to the pursuit of the same energy. Since immortals and demons have the same origin, it is the same reason to come to demon cultivators. You asked me earlier, why did you know that you would possess this skin? Don't you understand this truth?" Xie Qinghe took the whole seat The restaurant swept around and hugged, "You are called 'Old Resentment', and you are cultivating the thoughts of old resentments. The only people you can possess are those who have old resentments."

"This group of idle ancestors used to be rich. Listening to him tell the past, it is likely that the ancestors used Feng Shui in the courtyard, and then the family was ruined. He attributed the cause of the family ruin to the theory of Feng Shui, and deeply hated those who destroyed the Feng Shui of the ancestral house. Old grievances, so you easily possessed, took away the skin, and manipulated the mind."

"The second person possessed by you has the blood of the Meishan barbarians. The barbarians once entered the Central Plains, served the old people in the Central Plains, enjoyed the splendid rivers and mountains, and became the superior people. The dynasty was established not long ago, and the barbarians have not forgotten the iron hoof Yanyu Jiangnan's arrogance and complacency have already changed from being a master to being a street mouse. This person hides his name, changes his eating habits, and tries to pretend to be a northerner. easily took his skin."

"The third person who was possessed by you. His father and grandfather were originally Nanxing country gentry, with a huge family business. The daughter was the eldest and the son was young, so he tried his best to support the son-in-law. He is very close to the Yue family. After the death of his father and grandfather, only his brother-in-law was an official in the family, so life was not easy. This person only hated his father and grandfather for giving all his contacts to his brother-in-law, and scattered all the family property to clear the way for his brother-in-law. I had to bow down to my brother-in-law's original wife and son-in-law for a few hundred taels of silver..."

"The fourth one." Xie Qinghe pointed to the skin of the old resentful Mozun at this time, "This person is the most boring. He resents his descendants for being unworthy. After being drunk, he first hates the tofu lady who did not marry his childhood sweetheart, and second hates the strict education back then. Tat killed Yuxue's intelligent eldest son, and the three hated wives, concubines, and concubines are all loving mothers and losers...Anyway, the children and grandchildren have no future, and it is the fault of others."

"Besides, there is no fifth mortal in this restaurant who has old grievances and can let you take the skin." Xie Qinghe said.

"Whether Master has old grudges in his heart, I don't know. Let's say you are telling the truth, you can take a peek at everything about Master. But, you want to say that you lured me into a demon?" Xie Qinghe couldn't help laughing, "I There is no righteousness or evil in my heart, I don’t distinguish between immortals and demons, I only know what I want, I don’t care about anything, and I don’t have a trace of resentment or hatred, why don’t you take my skin and try it?”

The Old Resentful Mozun swallowed the sweet blood in his throat, shut his mouth and turned his head in silence.

This deity met you, a freak, only after seeing a ghost!Try your grandma's legs! MMP, I want to go back to the magic den!

Xie Qinghe held the Shiyan Demon Flower in one hand, and pressed the sword in the other: "Someone should come to save you, right?"

Surround the point to fight for aid, the stabbing is not exciting!